An hour and ten minutes.
Wang Yue finally came out of the small compartment.
"Feeling good, little Yue?" someone asked, though it wasn't necessary; Wang Yue's utterly satisfied expression said it all.
"Good... so good it's killing me..." Wang Yue replied subconsciously.
Suddenly, seeing a crowd looking at her, her cheeks turned crimson, then she covered her face and ran away.
An hour!
Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?
Could Su Chen really be that impressive?
"No, impossible!" Yang Xuewei simply couldn't believe it.
So, there was only one possibility.
Because Wang Yue was too close to Su Chen.
Wang Yue was deliberately helping Su Chen.
"I'll go in person!" Yang Xuewei went straight into the makeup room.
Everyone looked at each other, somewhat confused.
If Wang Yue hadn't just gone in.
It would have been fine for Yang Xuewei to enter.
But now.
Damn, this is too explosive.
Then, Yang Xuewei's voice came from the makeup room.
For a full hour.
